Heinous Probation System [Quick Travel]

This is like a feast, throw away the flashy skin, and what remains is the most precious thing.

After Yin Nian went out to buy a lot of food and toiletries, when he returned home, he saw Desolation lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

This person still doesn't know how to take care of himself, but he likes to take care of him.

He walked over and dragged out the blanket that the landlord had left for them. It was said that every time he shook the blanket, he would help him wash it. He covered Cang Liang's body, but he heard Cang Liang talking vaguely in sleep and calling out 'Master'.

But maybe he heard it wrong, or the desolation is just a dream, and there are some grotesque pictures and scenes in the dream, which make people divorced from reality and have things that they shouldn't have.

"Desolation?" Yin Nian looked at the time and decided to wake up Desolation, otherwise he would never be able to sleep at night.

He lightly patted Cangliang's shoulder, but Cangliang didn't respond, he said: "I bought a lot of delicious food, get up, we can start to have lunch."

It's lunch, but it's already three or four o'clock now. It took a long time to find a house and clean it up, plus Yin Nian was the only labor force.

Yin Nian reckoned that the desolation was definitely hungry, but no matter how he shouted, the desolation did not wake up.

For some reason, the young man suddenly remembered the strange state of Liang before, quickly lifted the blanket, wiped it, and found that Liang's whole body was as cold as frost but his forehead was hot.

—Have a fever?

The young man has been in good health since he was a child, and he always endured whatever ailments he had, so he didn’t know anything about basic medical knowledge. Now he was in a hurry, thinking about what caused it, and at the same time moved the desolation to his back He went out in a hurry, ran to the landlord's small room downstairs and asked where the nearest hospital was.

The landlord is a very uncomfortable old man, but perhaps because of that Lord Qian, Yin Nian himself is hostile to people like the old man.

"Hospital? When you go out, turn right and there is a clinic. It's close there. It's convenient for you to get injections if you have a fever. You don't need to go to the hospital."

It was rare for Yin Nian to say thank you to the landlord, and then quickly ran away.

The landlord stuck his head out from the window, looked at the young man's thin and tall figure, clicked his tongue a few times, and said to himself, "Young man is quite capable."

Yin Nian quickly stood at the door of the clinic, put the man on a chair beside him, and went to the nurse who was giving others an injection, and asked, "Can you take a look for me first? It's urgent!"

The nurse glanced at Yin Nian lightly, but didn't move. Instead, she called the little nurse who was following her, "Go and take them to the doctor."

The little nurse probably just came, and she was trembling and obedient, she looked like a novice at first glance, most people would definitely not want to be taken over by this nurse if they were trembling with injections.

The little nurse obediently walked over and said to Yin Nian, whose chest heaved violently, "Why did you fall asleep?"

Yin Nian didn't know either, he said, "He's been like this since I got home."

The little nurse frowned and had no idea. The old nurse over there yelled impatiently: "I told you to carry it back to see a doctor first. Why are you standing there? I can't see that I'm too busy here?"

The little nurse was startled and shivered, nodded to the old nurse, and said, "Come here first, carry him on your back, and let Dr. Wang have a look."

The young man worked hard without any complaints, and quickly carried the man on his back and went to a small clinic. The doctor Wang inside was very old. With a rich face, gray hair, and age spots on his face, when he saw Desolation, he said, "What's wrong?" The old Chinese doctor stood up and let Yin Nian put him on the stool, and then began to pull Desolation's eyelids, and take the pulse.

Seeing the professional appearance of the old Chinese medicine doctor, the teenager felt half of the big stone in his heart drop.

The old Chinese doctor frowned and asked, "It's a cold and a cold, and I have a little fever. Have you eaten something that shouldn't be eaten recently? Your family members have a bad stomach."

Yin Nian didn't understand, but said, "Well, I didn't eat well a while ago."

The old Chinese doctor was very confident: "That's right, it is probably a fever caused by enteritis, does he have a stomachache?"

Yin Nian didn't know. He didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he just mentioned his previous symptoms: "A few hours ago, he said that his stomach hurts, his legs hurt, his ears are not good, and his eyes are not good."

When Yin Nian said this, he suddenly hated what he had done before.

Is he really not supposed to do this at all?

He should leave Cang Liang there, run away by himself, kill that bastard by himself, it has nothing to do with Cang Liang, after he leaves, he should call the police directly, and Cang Liang should not receive too much revenge, it is terrible just in case, not to mention these things Things are things that have already happened, it is impossible to change, what is he thinking? !

Yin Nian hid the glint in his eyes, clenched his fists, and heard the doctor say:

"It's no big deal. It's winter. I have a leg that hurts from the cold. Your family members are not feeling well. Just take care to keep warm in the future. In the past, take a few injections of antipyretic medicine, and then go back to make up for it. Don't worry." It’s fine to freeze it again, it’s nothing.”

Yin Nian breathed a sigh of relief, and went to get another injection while holding the man in his arms. The injections of the three vials were very slow. Yin Nian didn't dare to leave, so he just bought mineral water in the small clinic and didn't do anything else. The blanket lived in a daze of desolation.

But being in a daze doesn't mean that you don't think about anything at all. There is still a big difference between Yin Nian and the Desolate Demon King. The former is good at thinking, while the latter just does the fuck.

Being good at thinking means being delicate and suspicious. Looking back on what happened these days, Yin Nian always feels that every story is like a sitcom.

Since it is a comedy, the final ending must be happy for everyone!

Thinking of this, Yin Nian felt that he shouldn't be too selfish, his desolation liked him so much, and he would rather do a lot of horrible things for him, why should he worry about it?

Although it is a great temptation to let the desolation never see, and rely on oneself forever to live, but it seems more beautiful to let the desolation see this world that he thinks is full of kindness and light.

You must be very scared when you can't see the desolation.

But when he couldn't see, he trusted himself so much, and blindly ran behind him for two stops. Isn't this enough to prove how good Desolation is to him?

Yin Nian laughed at himself, thinking that he was worrying, greedy, and a villain. For a person like him, it is lucky enough to have a desolate person who is willing to be his salvation.

If you continue to be greedy, I'm afraid you won't get anything...

——So, let’s re-fit Cang Liang with a pair of glasses.

Cover up the man's damn beautiful glasses and let only yourself see.

After a long period of self-reflection, Yin Nian seemed to be relieved of certain things. All previous dark thoughts arose when he saw the evil in the world, and disappeared when he saw desolation and sickness.

After five hours, the desolate three bottles were finished.

But when Cang Liang woke up, the symptoms of chills all over her body did not disappear, she frowned, bit her lips, and the first thing she said was: "It hurts..."

"Where do you hurt?" Yin Nian squatted in front of the desolation, feeling that the man in front of him was especially vulnerable when he was sick again, and cried harder than when he was hugged by some bastard and doing those disgusting things, as if he had been hurt by the sky. Wronged.

"Here... um..." Before Cang Liang finished speaking, he pushed Yin Nian away, and a pile of undigested things were spit out, splashing all over the floor, mixed with dark red blood... …

……

A pair of men came from the Central Hospital. The young man with red eyes was carrying the other pale man wrapped in a blanket. He said he had vomited blood and didn't know what number to call.

It was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the hospital hall, so the boy's voice seemed very abrupt, breaking the tranquility of the hospital all at once.

A little nurse at the front desk came over to have a look and said, "Just go to the emergency department."

The boy nodded, he was glad that he took all the money with him when he came out.

The registration here was quick, and after he sent Desolation to the emergency room, half an hour later, the doctor asked him to pay the money for the filming and various medicines. After running about three or four times, he finally sat down and waited for the results. By the time the doctor came out, he said solemnly, "Who are you to him?"

Yin Nian paused and said, "He is my uncle."

"Is there no one else in your family?"

"No." Yin Nian's heart tightened, and he always felt that the current situation was very similar to the one shown on TV, the dialogue before the doctor announced the bad news.

The doctor was also very embarrassed and said: "Then let the patient decide after he wakes up. You have worked hard."

"Doctor, tell me what's going on now?"

"It was discovered too late." The doctor didn't hide it either. They knew who to be tactful to and who to be blunt with seeing life and death, "Your uncle's acute gastric cancer is at an advanced stage. Even if you have an operation now, there is no guarantee that it will be cured, and For a serious situation like your uncle, chemotherapy will definitely be done after the operation, and he is in poor health, the operation... takes time, and he can't afford to wait."

"It would have been nice if he had come here in the early days. Now...you spend more time with him." The doctor said, took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and left.

Yin Nian looked at the desolation being pushed out of the emergency room, hesitated for a moment, chased the doctor over, and said, "When can I have surgery?"

The doctor understands that the family members are willing to do anything and try everything in order to save the patient, and said: "It is necessary to adjust first, and it is safer to perform surgery when the cells are not spreading and stabilized, but... ..."

"No, but as soon as possible, the sooner the better." The boy almost wanted to squeeze the doctor's collar and throw him into the operating room to get his desolate and healthy body out!

But he restrained himself and asked again, "How much does the operation cost?"

The doctor could tell that the family was not rich, and that the cancer was cured by Boon at all, and it could only prolong life: "The operation is less than [-] yuan, but the follow-up series of chemotherapy is [-] yuan a time..." Some patients need daily Chemotherapy, plus the various medicines taken every day, will cost hundreds of thousands a year.

Yin Nian said coldly, "Okay, let's do it this way, I have money." He didn't...

The doctor was so entangled that he had no choice but to say: "Okay, but I have to talk to the patient first to know what he thinks." Minors have no right to make decisions.

Yin Nian said, "I'll go and talk to him first."

The young man turned around and went to the desolate ward. There were originally two beds in the ward, but there was no one in the other for the time being, so the ward was quiet as if the word death was written in the air, but when Yin Nian saw it, it was already better. When he looked at his son's desolate and indifferent expression, he pretended to be calm, as if everything was unreal at this moment.

Yin Nian sat on the stool next to Cang Liang's bed, looked at the man who was still curled up but didn't cry out for pain, and said for a long time, "Lang Liang, do you know you have stomach cancer?"

Cang Liang seemed to remember it for a while, nodded, and smiled silly: "I should know."

"But……"

Cang Liang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the young man, saying: "Go for surgery tomorrow, the sooner the better."

Cang Liang didn't know what to think of, she shook her head and refused: "I know my own body well, don't waste money on me..."

"Be quiet, listen to me." The boy sat on the stool lonely, the pale light hit the boy's black hair, creating a halo, "Desolation, I hope you live."

Cang Liang suddenly stopped talking, just smiled: "But the operation costs a lot of money."

The boy said: "I will earn it."

"You are still young, how do you make money?"

"You don't need to worry about this, as long as you live, everything else is my business, will you live?"

The boy smiled reluctantly when he saw the desolation.

"Bang Liang, did you come to provoke me because you knew you were going to die?" Yin Nian said, "You are not my little uncle at all, right? You like me, right?"

The desolate eyes dodged for a moment, and he closed his eyes.

"Desolation." The young man suddenly raised his head, revealing those red eyes under the shadows, the eyelashes couldn't bear the weight of tears, and tears flowed down his cheeks, "I like you, do you like me too?"

"When a person dies, he forgets everything. Will you forget me?"

"Will I still find you in the next life?"

"Desolate, can you live to die of old age with me?" The pressure of the young man these days suddenly collapsed like a mountain, fear, fear, fear, reluctance, his wishes became bigger and bigger than the ones he made, and finally became, "You Wait until I grow up, okay?"